Despite appearances, apples aren't actually my favorite fruit. Bartlett pears are. I love them. But Bartlett pears bruise almost as badly as bananas do, and they, like bananas follow the same ripeness curve:
Day 1: Too soon
Day 2: Too soon
Day 3: Too soon
Day 4: Too soon
Day 5: Too soon
Day 6: Just right
Day 7: Too late
And I never hit day 6. But apples are usually pretty good. If you get good apples that is, and by that I mean, if you leave the store with a good apple, it stays good. If you buy a shitty mealy apple, then all bets are off.
So my go-to apples are:
Pink Lady (aussie apple)
Cripps Pink (apparently the gangbanger equivalent of Pink Lady...also aussie)
They're crisp, and my taste runs more to tart than sweet (heh...tart), with just enough sweetness to reduce the pucker factor. I just got into honeycrisp apples this year. They grow to gigantic proportions. As big as a baby's skull. In fact, I think I unwittingly tweeted about them a couple years ago when there were gigantic baby skull-sized apples in the grocery story. I bought one just to bring home and make the other apples feel inadequate.
Here's the chart that allows you to buy baby skull sized apples...
People say Fall is "apple season" but since two thirds of my favorite apples come from Australia, and since those apples are currently OUT of season I usually just ignore those people.
|it's obscene, right?|
I don't know why that picture looks distorted.
One day I saw a video on youtube about eating apples the "right" way. You eat them end to end, and you never really see the core. It's weird. I tried it. It worked just fine, except you need to spit the seeds out. "Need" is a strong word. They're poisonous, but I think you have to eat like 750,000 of them to kill you, so probably you'll be alright.
I have never successfully eaten an apple and NOT gotten a piece of apple skin stuck in my teeth. That is my sole beef with apples.